Bearclaw Valley Thump, Thump, Thump

A bark sounding out, she found herself startled. Head turning she spotted the figure of a woman who easily beat her in size. The strangers tail held high, she wondered if the rain had misled her - covering up the scent of a border and allowing her to cross over.

Pausing her stride, she awaited the other's approach with her head lowered. This was a situation she knew better than to run from.

The other had a strong, muscular figure that Milana couldn't help but admire, with a beautiful black coat accented by golds. She wished to offer a compliment to the woman, but such things could wait.